panking was just one of many humiliations the misbehaving child had to fear in my
elementary school, Riverheads Elementary, a small public school north of Greenville
in Augusta County, Virginia.
Spanking was generally regarded as the absolutely most humiliating form of punishment
both by teachers and by pupils.
Children would face the inevitability of a paddling with utter despondent dread,
knowing full well that fellow classmates would be relishing the plump pops of the
spanks that would soon report from the "privacy" of the spanking chamber.

The spankings were usually carried out just beyond the view of other students,
usually in a utility closet. All the same, the punishments were never out of
earshot. For a spanking to have been done completely in private would have
eliminated the greatest fraction of its punishing effect. You see, the pain
inflicted was trivial compared to the humiliation, which set an example to other
students: "Behave yourselves or yee too shall be made to bend over and be spanked!"

The pain
inflicted was trivial compared to the humiliation, which set an example to other
students: "Behave yourselves or yee too shall be made to bend over and be spanked!"

Another teacher was always present to "observe" the procedings. This was apparently
a requirement of Virginia law and served to protect the teacher should permanent
damage be inflicted. The fact that a paddling required two teachers had the side
benefit of doubling the audience for every such procedure, since all the students in
the room of the teacher called upon to observe had their attentions added to
those of the students in the class of the child actually being paddled.

Teachers all had their favourite spanking implements. My fourth grade math teacher,
Mr. Desper, had a paddle named "Alfonso" and it supposedly had holes drilled in it to
increase its rump-swatting sting. My friend Nathan VanHooser met
Alfonso's wrath one day after a little horseplay in class. In that particular case,
the humiliation was not done in private at all; it was done at the sliding divider
between two class rooms.

The children who were spanked were not usually the worst behaved ones. I, for
example, was notoriously poorly behaved, but I always managed to avoid the ultimate
sanction. Children who were spanked were often chosen by a teacher who happened to
be in a bad mood (after the child failed to sense this and proceded to make what
often amounted to a relatively minor infraction). There may have also been
psycho-sexual reasons for why certain children were chosen for paddlings and others
were not.

The teacher
would always go directly back to teaching as though nothing had happened, usually
with a voice calmed by a now magnanimous feeling of power.

The naughty child was usually requested to bend over and grab his or her ankles.
Resistance was utterly futile and I never knew of a child dragged kicking and
screaming to a paddling. No, spanking was carried out with the dispassionate
efficiency of a nazi deathcamp (not to make light of the Holocaust by any means).
Then the spanking would begin. Pop! (long hushed pause during which nothing could be
done by all of us students listening...) Pop! (we would now assume the spanking was
over, but no...) Pop! then Pop! If there were more spanks, we would find ourselves
grinning in horrified glee at how very naughty our classmate must have been.
We could usually tell that the spanking had reached its end when we heard calm voices
mumbling to one another in the spanking chamber. We'd silently smirk at one another,
gloating at our unfortunate comrade's misery. At this point the spanked child would
emerge from the spanking chamber followed closely by the teacher who had performed
the miracle of discipline. The child would never have any discernable look on his or
her face. No, maybe a flush of embarrassment, but never an emotion. And the teacher
would always go directly back to teaching as though nothing had happened, usually
with a voice calmed by a now magnanimous feeling of power.

The spanking of children in public schools struck me at the time (and continues to
strike me) as exotic in almost a compelling way. I had attended school in the DC
suburbs and the thought of spanking a child there was indeed a very alien concept.
But in Virginia, the teachers could spank. And they did. Pop! Pop! Pop!

the Gus

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